Oh, my... she didn't...I'll see you in a bit, my love. Don't forget, Slave, I am your Domme as well as wife. She pulled that card. I love her but I ne...d my work. Please do not let this ruin everything. “Hey, buddy; early as usual, I see. No, don't talk, just listen; no one else is around yet. From that look on your face, I'm guessing you know that I know about you. Also, quick note - no, I am not sleeping with your wife... yet, or you.” At this point I am sure he's into it but his smirk is. Raat ko hum sab baith kar baate kar rahe the tab nisha mere samne baithi thi usne us samaye dhila dhila punjabi sarwar suit pahana tha.aur hamari nazare mil rahi thi maine gour se nisha ki taraf hi dekh raha tha ye baat us bhi pata thi par wo nazare chura rahi thi bech2 me wo mere taf dekhti kahi na kahi uske maan me bhi kuch2 chal raha tha.wo raat u hi chali gayi durse din aab mere pura dhayn nisha ke tarf hi tha us din koi khas progarm nahi tha isliye maine progarm banaya pass hi ek water. You lather and rub my breasts, squeezing my nipples as you wash me. Then down my stomach and to that wonderful place on me. Up and down my slit, rubbing the cloth against my clit until I moan.Then you have me roll over, and you begin to scrub my back, my thighs, ooh and then up and down my ass crack. Taking the cloth and circling my back hole, around and round. Then pressing the soapy cloth up in me there just a little. Just enough for me to let out another moan of total contentment.After. He wondered if anyone was checking to make sure she was taking her insulin like she was supposed to.So far, he hadn't heard a word from Luke Marquette. That was a little disappointing because he thought they'd connected in some way. He knew the kid was smarter than the average bear, and that he had a future if he could get out of the hustler rut. But then Luke had his own life to live. Errol just hoped it wouldn't be the same one he'd been living.When the county fair wrapped up and the rodeo.